"Have pity on my unborn child, spare me my life
I'll go and I'll admit that I was never your wife"
But he kicked her and he choked her
And he turned her around and he threw her
In deep water where he knew that she would drown

Little Omie was missing, they all did well know
And hunting for her to the river did go
And there found her floating on the water so deep
Which caused all the women to sigh and to weep

The neighbors they came for to see the great sight
While she lay a floating on the water all night
So gather round people and I've told you no lies
How John Lewis did murder Naomi Wise